"Two thousand nine hundred and twenty yen, thanks to your patronage!"

When the taxi arrived at the foot of Tokyo Tower, Makoto Kyushu asked for an invoice and left with a black face.

Taxi prices in Tokyo are indeed as expensive as rumored, and they are a legacy of the "indiscriminate taxi fare" of the bubble economy.

Moreover, the driver of this traitor even wanted to take the opportunity to take a long detour and wait for the traffic light. If it weren't for Kyushu Makoto's repeated emphasis on his urgency, and he kept staring at the driver from the rearview mirror with solemn and deep eyes, giving him the illusion that he would be stabbed in the stomach by a passenger with a fruit knife, I'm afraid this taxi fare would be even more expensive.

Qinggong Eliza sat at the table in the Yinyangliao hall and drank mango juice, sometimes taking out her mobile phone and swiping a few times impatiently, as if she couldn't help but call to urge him.

"I'm here, what's the commission this time?" Makoto Kyushu stepped forward to say hello and got straight to the point.

"It's slow." Eliza sighed and whispered a grumble.

"Then you ask the Qing family to send a special car to pick me up next time." Makoto Kyushu threw the taxi bill to Eliza and teased casually.

“.” Eliza had nothing to say, so she glanced at the bill, then took out her phone and swiped it a few times.

"Ding—"

A bank transfer message popped up on Makoto Kyushu's phone, and there were 3,000 yen more on the account. The eldest lady was quite generous, and deliberately turned him into a whole number.

"Let's go, go and take the commission." As if feeling that she had regained a little face, Eliza breathed a sigh of relief and got up and walked to the reception counter.

"The commission selected by Miss Megishin is an escort mission, and the positioning is C Intermediate." The receptionist shows the commission information to two people:

"Onmyo-ryo recently captured a "ghoul" in the city of Tokyo. Your mission is to assist the Public Security Demon Hunting Section and escort it to a special shelter in Yokohama. ”

"It stands to reason that this escort does not require a soul slayer to accompany you. However, the law and order in Yokohama has been very chaotic recently, so the public security still decided to apply to the Yinyangliao side for four C-level soul exterminators, and there are still two places left. ”

"By the way, since the escort time is tomorrow afternoon, this is an urgent commission, and there are three times the points."

In the afternoon of the next day, Makoto Kyushu went to a prison in the city of Tokyo, which was the meeting place for this commission.

There was an escort truck and several police cars parked at the entrance of the prison, as well as many heavily armed policemen.

According to the description of the commission, they only need to sit in the car and stand by the whole time this time. Unless there is an accident during the escort, it is a cheap errand to pick up for nothing.

Kyushu Makoto saw Kiyomiya Eliza next to the truck, she was chatting with two young people of the same age, a man and a woman, who were also fellow soul slayers participating in the escort mission.

The boy wears a slender casual suit, combs his hair in the middle, and straightens his waist quite proudly. The girl has one eye covered by bangs, is wearing a tight tracksuit, and looks like a martial arts practitioner in her standing posture and demeanor.

However, from a distance, the atmosphere on both sides does not seem to be harmonious, as if it is-for-tat.

"Good afternoon, I'm here!" Makoto Kyushu stepped forward to say hello.

Immediately afterward, he beckoned to the other two, "Are you also the soul slayer who participated in this escort mission?" ”

The middle boy looked at Kyushu Makoto curiously for a moment and smiled:

"That's right, you're the rumored [Red Soul of the Hand Tearing Spirit], right?"

"Oh, am I so famous?" Suddenly being given a very middle two title by the other party, Kyushu Cheng was a little embarrassed: "May I ask what you call it?" ”

"My name is the Eight Laws. Next to me is my bodyguard, Rumi Dongfeng. The boy held out an arm, as if to shake hands.

"You... Just use your real name? Kyushu Makoto frowned slightly and shook hands with him.

But at the same time, Makoto Kyushu suddenly wanted to laugh.

Hachijo, Dongfeng, and his own red... Qing Palace Eliza simply changed the code name to "Ji Ji", and the four of them can directly get together a table of mahjong, otherwise it will be three missing one.

"Of course, I never bothered to hide my name." The boy named Eight Laws snorted lightly and said proudly:

"And the secrecy measures of Yin and Yang Liao are just for show, so they can only guard against ordinary people, Kyushu Cheng."

When the words fell, the eight laws suddenly used their fingers, as if they were playing a game with Kyushu Cheng, and they wanted to pinch the other party's palms.

"How do you know my name?" Kyushu Cheng's heart trembled, and he also resisted with his fingers.

"It's still easy for the Hachijo family to find out the identity of a new soul slayer, let alone a poor boy with a clean identity like you." Hachijori's palms trembled slightly, trying to exert more strength to completely crush the other party.

Hearing this, Kyushu Makoto also understood that the "Hachijo family" in the other party's mouth should also be a well-known family, perhaps related to the Qing palace family.

However, Kyushu Makoto doesn't remember what Hachijo family he has offended, and he doesn't understand why the other party came to provoke him.

In desperation, Kyushu Cheng raised his thumb and pressed the acupuncture point of the first joint of the opponent's thumb.

"Goo" Batiao's face instantly turned iron-blue, as if he was forcibly enduring the pain.

After five seconds of stalemate between the two, Hachijo finally couldn't hold it anymore, and suddenly pulled out a red gem the size of a fingernail from his pocket and tried to smash it on the ground.

"Do you dare to use a hidden weapon?" Kyushu Makoto also reacted quickly, and subconsciously took out plastic scissors from his pocket.

"Young Master, please calm down!" Seeing this, the bangs girl on the side hurriedly rushed up to stop Batiaolu and quickly separated the two: "Please don't shoot at your peers at will!" ”

Liu Hainu used the suspected four-two thousand pounds of strength technique, and pushed Kyushu Cheng away almost without resistance.

Immediately, she bowed to Kyushu Cheng quite politely and apologized calmly: "I'm sorry, the young master was a little out of shape just now, please don't take it to heart." ”

"Hmph, it looks like you're a bit capable." Hachijo shook his hand and deliberately pretended not to care: "No wonder you are qualified to be a dog for Eliza." ”

was scolded by him again for some reason, and Kyushu Cheng was naturally not convinced, and asked repeatedly: "You want to bite people so much?" Did your mother teach you to talk to people like that, or did you not? ”

"You" Batiaolu suddenly felt a pang in his chest, and his eyes were in a trance.

"Almost, the Eight Rules." Eliza clasped her hands to her chest, and stopped in front of Kyushu Cheng with a flat face:

"The mission is about to begin, don't be like a kid and have nothing to do. Also, Kyushu Cheng is covered by me, and if you trouble him in the future, you will trouble me! ”

"Cut...", under Eliza's cold gaze, Hachijo Ryu turned his face in displeasure. As if he knew that he would not be able to save face, he had to leave here with his waitress and go to the other end of the truck.

Eliza glanced at their backs boredly, turned to Kyushu Makoto and said, "I'm sorry, I'm the one who caused you trouble this time." ”

"Who's that Eight Laws?" Kyushu asked puzzled.

"The Hachijo family is also one of the five great spirit-removing families in Wano Country, and they master the spiritual art of using ore as a medium, and are known as "gem magicians" in the industry." Eliza sighed lightly and explained helplessly:

"He and I have known each other since childhood, and we are among the most talented people of our generation. He took me as a rival and kept clamoring to surpass me. ”

"But then he heard that I wanted to be a cartoonist, and he said that he was disappointed in me, and he started to trouble me constantly." Eliza shook her head, a little gloating:

"He probably turned the finger on you after learning that I was teaming up with you, and wanted to give you a disadvantage. But it's fun to see you make him so miserable~"

"In the future, if you see him, hide behind me, and I will cover you, so you don't have to worry about being retaliated by him."

"I can't stand it, can't you deal with the contradictions between your big families internally? I'm going to splash blood on me," Makoto Kyushu felt innocent.

Although Makoto Kyushu is usually enthusiastic about helping others, he is not willing to help with everything. This kind of problem involving the big forces, he can't help it.

"Don't worry, it's not a big family dispute, it's just a personal grudge. As long as you don't go too far, the adults of the family won't care. Eliza chuckled disdainfully:

"I heard from people that he actually liked me. But the means are as inferior as elementary school students, like a fool~"

"I can also see that he is a self-centered person and feels difficult to get along with." Kyushu Makoto shrugged his shoulders and shook his head regretfully:

"If he's using this method to get his crush's attention, it's naïve."

The two were chatting when the prison door slowly opened, and there was a screeching sound of iron sheets rubbing against each other.

Escorted by several prison guards, a man wearing a tin mask, covered in restraints and chains, limped out and was put into the back of the truck.

(End of chapter)